This is a song about "Curfew"

You thought you were going all out but i'll send your ass back in like a curfew

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

That you need to set a curfew to the amount of bullshit beefs you fuse.

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

My junk hang low like there aint no curfew

Thats kool-aid, moutain dew, and cris on you

The shit, you can mention me if anybody ask you

And sneaking out with you five hours after curfew

I had them trippin, like they just missed their curfew.

Let me drug you up and put different things in you

I never had a curfew,

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you